Chapter 42: Mount Hua's Five Peaks, Sword Sect and Qi Sect (Middle)

  Heavy rain poured down, and the ground was a mess of mud.

  The surrounding bamboo forest was being battered by such heavy rain.

  There were quite a few bamboo leaves on the ground that had been knocked down by the heavy rain.

  At this time, except for Fei Tianjian Chu Tian, the eight true disciples who followed him were all muddy and dirty. This trip did not ride horses, but walked all the way, allegedly to temper their will. Lu Yuan raised his head to look at the sky, what's going on with the sky recently? Is it possible that the Milky Way is pouring down, the heavenly river is overflowing, why has it been raining like this lately?

  Chu Fei said at this time: "You eight people have always been in the North Peak, and it is estimated that you have not had much contact with the people of the South Peak. The Sword Sect of the South Peak's Lu Xuefeng is one of the sword sects of Huashan Xiandao. The swordsmanship learned by the Sword Sect is more powerful than our swordsmanship. They do not pay attention to magic, but rather the terror of swordsmanship. In the past 5,000 years, the Sword Sect has created many strange and powerful swordsmanships."

  "While the Jianzong people, towards us with such a strong sword aura like Beifeng, their attitude probably won't be too good. You guys need to prepare yourselves mentally." Chu Fei said: "Of course, if they really do get too out of hand, we'll naturally counterattack without hesitation. Our Beifeng isn't one to suffer in silence."

  "Yes." Eight authentic disciples, all young people, young people with vigorous blood and no vegetarians, naturally responded in unison.

  After walking for a while, although it was still a mountain road, the entire Donglu County could already be seen in front.

  The Donglu County town in the rain, can't see clearly, can't look closely.

  Heavy rain is pouring down.

  Suddenly a sword pierced through the rain curtain, that sudden sword opened up the rain curtain, making people involuntarily attracted to it. The sword danced again in the rain, gradually hiding in the rain, disappearing in the rain, merging into the rain, as if it had always been like the heavy rain, not a sword but like the rain itself.

  This swordsmanship can blend with rainwater and become one, it's already quite impressive.

  Ling Yu Zhu was shocked at this moment, she instinctively felt that the swordsmanship of this swordsman was above her own, and she couldn't even merge her sword with the rain. If this person's swordsmanship was above hers, then it should be above the other six true disciples as well. Probably only the sixth senior brother's swordsmanship could compare to this person's.

  Lu Yuan was wearing a conical hat and a raincoat at this time, and when he saw the swordsmanship that blended with the rainwater, his eyes narrowed involuntarily. This person's swordsmanship is indeed not bad, but it's just that, having reached the second level of swordsmanship. The sword moves are dead, people are alive, and people don't have to be bound by sword moves. Moreover, at the second level of swordsmanship, he has studied quite deeply.

  But that's just how it is.

  The second level of swordsmanship, as long as you have a moderate innate talent, you can reach it with some effort. Don't look at the current true disciples of Huashan North Peak, most of whom haven't reached the second level of swordsmanship yet, but after a few more years, they will eventually get there.

  The third level of swordsmanship, the Sword Intention Level, is far more difficult to attain than the second level, and only those with innate talent can reach it.

  It can be said that Lu Yuan's swordsmanship is far superior to this person who suddenly appeared.

  So, Lu Yuan didn't pay much attention to this person either.

  The person who merged his swordsmanship with the rainwater slowly sheathed his sword. Only after he did so could everyone see clearly that the young man who had merged his swordsmanship with the rainwater was about twenty years old, quite young. To possess such skill at such a young age was indeed impressive. Of course, at this moment, everyone deliberately forgot about Lu Yuan, someone like him who reached the level of Sword Intent at seventeen was too monstrous.

  The young man who had sheathed his sword smiled and said, "I am Gu Mi, the eighth disciple of the tenth generation of Nanfeng's true lineage. I have come to pay my respects to the masters of Beifeng." This young man named Gu Mi was quite arrogant: "I heard that the masters of Beifeng had arrived, so I came specifically to ask for guidance. Which one of you is willing to be my opponent?"

  This is going to be tough.

  People of Jianzong, in the early stages, rely on the advantages of swordsmanship and make rapid progress.

  Whether it's a gas sect or a sword energy that is equally important, in the early stages of cultivation, most are not opponents of the sword sect.

  Now, the eighth of the ten true disciples of Jianzong Nanfeng, Gu Mi, has arrived here, and things have suddenly become much more difficult.

  Chu Fei could be certain that Gu Mi's practice was the Rainwater Swordsmanship of Beifeng. This Rainwater technique wasn't particularly powerful in ordinary times, but once used on a rainy day, its power would be unimaginable. If Third Brother Ling Yuzhu, Fourth Brother Fang Dan, and Fifth Brother Sima Bo went up, they would definitely lose without a chance of winning.

  Fei Tian Jian Chu Fei couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion at this moment. Fortunately, Bei Feng had produced a freakishly talented Lu Yuan, whose swordsmanship was even more exaggerated than that of the Sword Sect's. At just 17 years old, he had already achieved the level of Sword Intent, and if it weren't for Lu Yuan, Fei Tian Jian Chu would have found it difficult to make a decision this time.

  It's much easier with Lu Yuan around.

  Chu Fei has never been an easy person to bully.

  The people of Beifeng are now coming to our doorstep, if we don't return the courtesy properly, won't it make the people of Beifeng feel like they're not getting what they deserve? Won't that let the arrogance of the people of Beifeng run wild? How could Chu Fei not know that this time, the eighth true disciple of Nanfeng, Gu Mi, has come to challenge us, and behind him is definitely the figure of the ninth generation elder of Nanfeng.

  If it's really been messed up by Gu Mi, then one's own face will be lost and Bei Feng's face will also be lost.

  Chu Fei pretended to think for a moment: "Alright, it's also right for young people to compete with each other. Alright, Lu Yuan, you go first."

  "Yes." Lu Yuan nodded, no choice, the elder had given the order, and as a junior, he could only go and complete the task. After all, Chu Shibo was an elder, one of the Five Great Immortal Sects, a prestigious and orthodox sect that emphasized respect for teachers and the Tao, not the demonic path of betraying and killing one's master.

  At this time, a voice transmission came from Chu Fei's ear: "Win more beautifully, Nanfeng wants to use Gu Mi, this true disciple, to challenge us and hit Beifeng in the face, so you must counterattack heavily."

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  Heavy rain is falling.

  The eighth true disciple of Nanfeng, Gu Mi, glanced at Lu Yuan: "It turns out that the sixth brother who is good at eating and drinking has come to this trial. I won't show mercy in this match, I'll make my move." After exchanging sword greetings with each other, Gu Mi had already unfolded his Rainwater Sword Technique, which once deployed, completely merged into the heavy rain.

  In such heavy rain, you can hardly find where his sword is. At this time, the other seven true disciples are all secretly shocked in their hearts, and they are all thinking that if they were in Lu Yuan's position, facing such a sword technique, they might not be able to break through it. If Zhen and Gu Mi fought hand in hand, they would probably lose to Gu Mi's hands. How can Lu Yuan deal with such unpredictable sword techniques?

  Lu Yuan was also watching his opponent's sword moves. In fact, when Gu Meng showed off his sword skills earlier, Lu Yuan had already observed most of it. The sword intent of this set of sword skills was like rainwater, but unfortunately, this Rainwater Sword Skill was actually more like a gentle drizzle, whereas the current downpour was a torrential rain. The sword intent and the heavy rain didn't quite harmonize, so they couldn't be perfectly matched.

  Just now, Chu Fei Shu Shu said to win more beautifully, no way, then win more beautifully, Lu Yuan naturally understood that Nan Feng would suddenly send a true disciple, naturally it is to fall North Peak's face, want to fall North Peak's face, and was entrusted by Chu Shu Shu, so sell one's strength once.

  Since I've already observed his swordsmanship earlier, there's no need to observe again. As soon as he makes a move, it'll be a fierce attack.

  "The Whirlwind Sweep" is the first move to be unleashed, this move first uses the boundless whirlwind to scatter the opponent's sword attack, together with the heavy rain around it, and then immediately follows up with another move "Wind and Clouds in Chaos", at this time the wind and clouds are all chaotic, the surrounding rainwater has already been destroyed by the Whirlwind Sweep, now that the wind and clouds are chaotic, the rain is even more chaotic.

  Now, Gu Mie's figure and his sword shadow were all forced out by the rainwater. At this time, his Rain Water Sword Technique had actually been broken through. Being forced to reveal one's true form from within the rainwater meant that the Rain Water Sword Technique was broken.

  Lu Yuan took advantage of the situation and pursued a victory without hesitation.

  "Clouds are dense and heavy" "Strong winds are repeated" "Clouds entwine the sword, disturbing it" "The strong wind rises" "Wind cannot be pursued" By the time he reached the move "Wind cannot be pursued", the tip of Lü Yu's sword had already touched the front of Gu Mi's throat: "Gu Shidi, admit defeat." Lü Yuan smiled slightly. At this moment, Gu Mi's face was deathly pale. How could he have lost to Lü Yuan in just seven moves?!

  Just seven moves, nothing more than just seven moves.

  Let's not talk about it for now. In the early stages, the two peaks of Jianzong, Dongfeng and Nanfeng, had the fastest progress. Generally speaking, the initial strength of Jianzong was superior to that of the other three peaks.

  It's a heavy rain today, which is especially conducive to the display of the "Rain Water Sword" technique.

  Thirdly, Lu Yuan is a person who has always been notorious for being lazy and gluttonous. He usually appears to be very lazy, but it's recently been said that he has improved somewhat, however, no one has ever heard of him being this strong.

  Many factors combined to make it impossible for Gu to accept his defeat.

  Don't mention being mesmerized, even Fei Tian Jian Chu Fei, this senior sword immortal, couldn't accept it at this time. Although he knew that Lu Yuan was very cunning and powerful, and had grasped the sword intent, Lu Yuan's speed in comprehending other sword intents was too fast. He defeated his opponent so quickly, which exceeded even Chu Fei's expectations.

  He was called Lu Yuansheng a bit more handsome, but he didn't expect Lu Yuansheng to be so handsome!

  At this time, it was Chu Fei, and there was nothing left to say.

  It's just that Beifeng and the other seven authentic disciples felt normal, they all lost to Lu Yuan before, even in a six-on-one match, so now it feels normal too.

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